forced to fall in love

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Zhao Qingsui opened his eyes, his pupils were covered with a thin layer of mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

The mist covered the harsh light of the day, but revealed a different feeling.

The faint candlelight behind him cast a large shadow from Lingxi's head, covering Zhao Qingsui's body.

In just a moment, the mist dissipated, and even the sight was focused.

Zhao Qingsui's brows moved slightly, Lingxi stepped back instantly, and knelt down beside the bed, holding the teacup in both hands.

"Your Highness, I didn't do anything wrong, but I heard His Highness call Su Rui at night, so I got up to pour water for you."

Zhao Qingsui got up, sat on the edge of the bed and didn't speak, Lingxi lowered her head and couldn't see her expression.

The candle flickered, illuminating the room flickering.

The teacup that Lingxi was holding was suddenly taken over, and then Lingxi heard the person sitting beside the bed clear his throat.

"Lord Lu is quite courageous. He lifted the bed curtain first without my palace's permission."

Zhao Qingsui's voice was faint, but maybe he had just woken up, and it was still a little sticky, like the old days, but different from the past.

More like, blaming her seriously, but with casual indifference.

"Your Majesty is guilty, please appease your anger."

Lingxi leaned down, and the dark red patterned carpet appeared in vain and was magnified.

Zhao Qingsui looked at the person who was lying in front of the bed and pleaded guilty without a moment's hesitation, his eyes flickered slightly, and the corners of his lips pursed very quickly.

"Then Master Lu said that this crime, how to settle it?"

Lingxi's expression froze suddenly: "Let Your Highness tell you what to do."

Zhao Qingsui pondered and said: "So, that's good."

Lingxi's whole heart hung up, and he couldn't see the expression of the person in front of him, as if he had fallen into the boundless night, wandering in twists and turns.

There was a slight rubbing sound, like the touch of cloth and cloth, or the sound of smooth skin brushing against the quilt.

The next second, Lingxi heard her voice faintly through the bed curtain.

"Then tomorrow's tea ceremony, Mr. Lu will behave well."

Lingxi was slightly startled, when he looked up, Zhao Qingsui had already lay down again, with the bed curtain covering his body, so he couldn't see clearly the expression of the person inside.

"Yes."

The candlelight was blown out again, Lingxi lay flat on the ground, but she did not feel sleepy, she quietly looked at the beams, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

In the early morning, the rising sun shines in from the window, and the whole room is brightened instantly, with golden light blooming, which seems to be a special pearl, coating people with a golden protective film.

Lingxi's dark eyes were forcibly shaken away by the bright light, she sat up propped up, her head was still a little heavy, and for a moment she couldn't tell what happened last night, it felt unreal.

Su Rui knocked on the door suddenly, asking if they got up.

The bed curtain beside him was suddenly rang, and when Lingxi looked over, the person inside was getting up.

The picture of yesterday appeared in front of my eyes in a flash. Lingxi quickly got up, tidied up the floor, put it in one place, bent down and bowed to the person sitting behind the curtain, and said, "Your Highness, I will get out and let Su Rui change your clothes for you." .”

"Ah."

Su Rui stood guard at the door early on, but there was no answer when she knocked on the door. Just as she was about to knock on the door again, she saw Lingxi pushing the door and coming out quickly. Su Rui bowed slightly to her, "My son-in-law."

"Your Highness is awake, you can go."

When Su Rui looked at her, she happened to see the slight bruise on her eye socket.

Lingxi didn't have time to look at her more, turned around and went to the guest room prepared by Chai Gao yesterday to change into regular clothes, so she didn't notice the doubt in Su Rui's eyes.

After Lingxi left, not long after, Su Rui came in with a maid to wait for Zhao Qingsui to change clothes.

"Your Highness, when this servant saw the son-in-law going out, his complexion was not very good, as if he didn't sleep well."

Zhao Qingsui stopped slightly with his hand that was about to pass through his sleeves, and raised his brows lightly: "Oh, yes."

Zhao Qingsui turned his body slightly, looked at the open space in front of the bed and wondered what he was thinking, and when he was about to leave the room, he stopped again.

"Tomorrow make some porridge and send it to the son-in-law."

"Yes."

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Lingxi and Zhao Qingsui first went to the main hall of the Lu family, offered tea to Lu Zheng, and after a few words of politeness, the two left the Lu family and entered the palace.

In the carriage, Zhao Qingsui sat in the main seat, Lingxi sat on the side, with his hands on his knees, straight and straight, his eyes did not change when he looked at one place.

Zhao Qingsui glanced at her, casually picked up the book to read, and rubbed the title page with his fingertips.

Doesn't Master Lu seem to be as ruthless and surly as he said, or is it because he hides so deeply that it's hard to detect?

Last night he explained dumbly, and he didn't hesitate to answer the mistake. The people who went out in a hurry this morning suddenly merged together, and Zhao Qingsui narrowed his eyes slightly.

The cold wind came in through the gaps in the curtains, Zhao Qingsui coughed twice, Lingxi quickly reached out and handed her tea, while the other hand reached out to catch Su Rui who was empty, but his hand was hanging in the air.

"Your Highness, please moisten your throat."

Zhao Qingsui looked up at him, his fingertips touched the wall of the cup, and the warmth flowed along his fingertips.

"Ah."

Lingxi lowered his head, but the greasy fingertips in his eyes were like a wintersweet in the heavy snow, bright and special.

The carriage stopped at the palace gate, they walked in, the wind passed through the hall, the cold wind was howling, Lingxi took the cloak from Su Rui and put it on for her.

"Father, Lu Mu and I come to greet you."

"Your Majesty, Wanfu Jinan."

"Okay, great, I finally have something that satisfies me." The emperor brushed his beard and smiled.

"Come and give me a seat."

"I also hope that Your Majesty will take good care of the dragon's body. The country will become more prosperous and strong with His Majesty. Presumably this is also the wish of the people of Datai." Lingxi bowed her hands and said.

"What the son-in-law said is very true, father must take care of his health."

When Lingxi got up, he just met Zhao Qingsui's eyes. They looked at each other for a few seconds and then turned away.

Zhao Cong looked at the two of them appreciatively, as if a little surprised: "We've only been married for a day, and you and your wife just sang and drank?"

"Father was joking."

"I dare not, this is also the wish of Her Royal Highness and the minister."

"It's really a good match!"

Zhao Cong laughed, and waved for Eunuch Huang, ordering them to have dinner together.

When eating, Lingxi got up to prepare vegetables for Zhao Qingsui, and served her soup, her concern was easy to surface, all eyes were Zhao Qingsui, and all the people who called out were "Your Highness".

After Zhao Cong looked at it, he was very satisfied.

After eating, the two bid farewell to Zhao Cong and left.

When going out, Lingxi still took the cloak from Su Rui and put it on Zhao Qingsui's shoulders.

It seems to be a habit, not a short-term existence, but a nature that is integrated into the body, like three meals a day.

The case in Dali Temple was urgent, even though it was the second day of the wedding, he didn't dare to delay, so he went to the gate of the palace and bid farewell to Zhao Qingsui.

After getting the approval of the person in front of him, Lingxi took the rein from Chai Gao's hand, got on the horse, held the rein but looked back at Zhao Qingsui before leaving.

Her black eyes are calm but familiar.

Zhao Qingsui watched her leaving back, the wind blowing was blocked by the cloak behind him, and he closed his eyes only after the figure disappeared.

"Let's go."

"Yes." Su Rui lowered her head and replied.

After Lingxi arrived at Dali Temple, he also received congratulations from his subordinates.

"Happy together."

She responded casually a few times, and walked straight to Li Cai.

"Master Li, have you found out?"

It was Chai Gao who told her just now that Li Cai sent someone to tell her that there was a new clue to her previous clues, so she bid farewell to God and drove away.

"It was Li's fault that he called Mr. Lu back on the second day of the wedding."

"Master Li, you don't have to be polite. This matter is of great importance. I must come here."

"Well, come and see, according to many inquiries, we found a troupe called 'Hua Yue'." Li Caiyin stood beside the sand table in the capital and pointed out the troupe's location for her.

"The troupe?"

"Exactly, I also find it strange, but we would rather be wrong by [-] than miss one." Li Cai clicked on the sand table and said.

"Well, what Master Li said is reasonable, there is no need to delay, then I will take someone to check immediately."

Lingxi looked at the sand table and wrote down the detailed location.

"Then there is Lord Laulu."

Lingxi led the people to change into casual clothes, left Dali Temple and went straight to the destination.

The theater troupe is located in a downtown area, surrounded by a lot of people, there are hawkers selling groceries on the street, and there are also teahouses with shops.

The theater troupe originally made their fortunes in the busy streets of Jiejing, which is in line with common sense. Lingxi has seen it along the way, but has not found any problems.

Walking to a corner, there was a wide wooden door blocking the way, and there were a few applause from inside from time to time. Although the door was closed, it was not locked.

Lingxi pushed the door open, and came into the large open space in front of him. There was a crowd of people gathered in the open space, and looking inside, there was a wooden stage.

The opera was babbling and singing, not only accompanied by the sound of drums, but also the creaking sound of wooden boards walking on the stage.

Lingxi doesn't go to the theater, so she can't distinguish what is being acted in, and she can't even distinguish between being born, being good, being clean and being ugly.

The eyes moved from the stage to the audience, and the people sitting there, following the performance of the people on the stage, kept applauding, and their voices rose and fell one after another.

Lingxi walked in, but before she had gone far, a person suddenly rushed towards her, Lingxi glanced slightly, and the figure flickered, the person rushed to the sky and sat on the sandy ground.

"Ah... bully me, you bully me!"

The man burst into tears instantly, as if a new play overshadowed the one on the stage, everyone's eyes focused on it.

"I didn't bully you." Lingxi looked at her indifferently and stood where she was.

Someone nearby went to help her up, but she pointed to the other side and shouted: "Hey! Thief! Don't run away!"

Lingxi was distracted, and when she looked sideways, a force in front of her slammed into her, and then wrapped her arms around her as if imprisoning her.

There was coldness in his eyes, before Lingxi could make a move, Lingxi saw Su Rui standing outside the crowd.

She frowned from a distance.